'He had cultivated for hundreds of years and seen countless geniuses and prodigies. But someone like Wu Liangchen, who could break through mid-battle—stepping from Late-stage Foundation Establishment to the path of the Golden Core in a single bound—was simply unheard of, unseen!'
'This couldn't be described as a prodigy anymore. This was a monster!'
"Nothing is impossible," Wu Liangchen said, his voice calm. "You had your fun beating me up, but now... it's my turn."
Before his voice had even faded, Wu Liangchen's figure vanished from where he stood.
Master Qingxuan's pupils shrank, and alarm bells screamed in his mind. Without a second thought, an azure light erupted around him as the dozens of Spiritual Power chains that had previously bound Wu Liangchen reappeared. They danced around him like a flurry of ethereal serpents as he retreated at top speed.
This time, however, the chains of Spiritual Power seemed pathetically weak before Wu Liangchen.
THUMP!
